Paper Cuts
(Ghosty)
Look
It's incredible scenes
You can't make this up
Two times that a man lost blood
Football and paper cuts
I see them man hatin' 'nuff
Fuck, why you gotta make it tough?
Wife talk, I break that up
Trust, she can never make that us
This beef ain't mental
Me and bro in a buss down rental
Pissed cah the rideout unsuccessful
Wasted trip from Central
Should've invoiced my man for the petrol
That girl got a shape that's dreadful
Pencil, body come thin like Red Bull
Young G on a rise, Kensal
True, my little nigga outlines like stencils
What's happenin'? (Wagwan?)
He got touched and he got touched
It's getting embarrassing
Got a ting called Meg
Five foot ten, wants me to marry it
She can have this horse's dick
It's calm if Megan a stallion
Heard suttin' got touched in Vale
I was in France eating asparagus
Pause, the Porsche got a horse
'Course, I don't need no chariot
Dead ting wanna be wifey
We can't even be companions
My young G is carryin'
Make him feel the force like Anakin, it's-
It's incredible scenes
You can't make this up
Two times that a man lost blood
Football and paper cuts
I see them man hatin' 'nuff
Fuck, why you gotta make it tough?
Wife talk, I break that up
Trust, she can never make that us
So, what are you sayin'?
I don't know about them man
But us man know not to write statements
My bro got shots for his flavours
Same way we got shots for our paigons
Young G in a new country taking over
That's colonisation
Fuck your organisation, hatin'
You must think that we're gaming
My little bro did him inside out
That's hand-eye coordination
That nigga there would've dropped that day
True say, the mandem did save him
Now, he wanna call out paigon
Ragin', how you gonna make that statement?
Like, how you gonna make that-
How you gonna make that work?
Back below the average, baby
How you gonna make that twerk?
Like, how you gonna make that shake?
Wait, how you gonna make that move?
If I said he's been touched, I'm lying
But it's on-sight 'til I make that true
It's incredible scenes
You can't make this up
Two times that a man lost blood
Football and paper cuts
I see them man hatin' 'nuff
Fuck, why you gotta make it tough?
Wife talk, I break that up
Trust, she can never make that us
Anytime of day
Bang for bro, that's famos
Girls wanna go on dates
Take a man out like Ramos
Still can't dead this beef
Release it like bro said, "Man on"
This war last him an infinity
Man do it like Hulk and Thanos
Look
It's incredible scenes
You can't make this up
Two times that a man lost blood
Football and paper cuts
I see them man hatin' 'nuff
Fuck, why you gotta make it tough?
Wife talk, I break that up
Trust, she can never make that us
This beef ain't mental
Me and bro in a buss down rental
Pissed cah the rideout unsuccessful
Wasted trip from Central
Should've invoiced my man for the petrol
That girl got a shape that's dreadful
Pencil, body come thin like Red Bull
Young G on a rise, Kensal
True, my little nigga outlines like stencils
What's happenin'? (Wagwan?)
He got touched and he got touched
It's getting embarrassing
Got a ting called Meg
Five foot ten, wants me to marry it
She can have this horse's dick
It's calm if Megan a stallion
Heard suttin' got touched in Vale
I was in France eating asparagus
Pause, the Porsche got a horse
'Course, I don't need no chariot
Dead ting wanna be wifey
We can't even be companions
My young G is carryin'
Make him feel the force like Anakin, it's-
It's incredible scenes
You can't make this up
Two times that a man lost blood
Football and paper cuts
I see them man hatin' 'nuff
Fuck, why you gotta make it tough?
Wife talk, I break that up
Trust, she can never make that us
So, what are you sayin'?
I don't know about them man
But us man know not to write statements
My bro got shots for his flavours
Same way we got shots for our paigons
Young G in a new country taking over
That's colonisation
Fuck your organisation, hatin'
You must think that we're gaming
My little bro did him inside out
That's hand-eye coordination
That nigga there would've dropped that day
True say, the mandem did save him
Now, he wanna call out paigon
Ragin', how you gonna make that statement?
Like, how you gonna make that-
How you gonna make that work?
Back below the average, baby
How you gonna make that twerk?
Like, how you gonna make that shake?
Wait, how you gonna make that move?
If I said he's been touched, I'm lying
But it's on-sight 'til I make that true
It's incredible scenes
You can't make this up
Two times that a man lost blood
Football and paper cuts
I see them man hatin' 'nuff
Fuck, why you gotta make it tough?
Wife talk, I break that up
Trust, she can never make that us
Anytime of day
Bang for bro, that's famos
Girls wanna go on dates
Take a man out like Ramos
Still can't dead this beef
Release it like bro said, "Man on"
This war last him an infinity
Man do it like Hulk and Thanos
Credits
Writer(s): David Orobosa Omoregie, Kyle Evans, Brad Moss
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